Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

Then he seemed to leave quietly.

She curled herself into a duvet and held herself together, and the sky outside the window had somehow become full of starlight. Yes, he should go. It's less than three hours before he meets Ripple.

The noise was quiet outside, and Xuan also got out of bed. The original clothes were torn by him and can no longer be worn. He went to the cabinet and put on his dress and sat at the table.

Not long ago, there was a silk noise coming from outside the door, "Mama. ”

“Come on in.” She laughed quickly to make her expression less rigid.

Butterfly and Cui maid came in with a meal. They arranged it on the table. Cui maid said: "Madam, are you feeling better? ”

The butterfly glanced at the bird, his face was red, and he smiled gently. He whispered a few words in the ear of the bird. The bird was stunned and his face looked at the bird.

He left without saying a word, the child... what does he want to do with it? He let it go this time. What next time?

Maybe she hesitated for a while, but now she's determined: she wants the child, she can't let him take it off. That's why she's running away. She can't wait any longer.

Two maids waited for her for dinner. "Butterfly, are there any western maps in the palace? ”

Butterfly slightly strange, "Ma'am, what do you want this for? ”

“The days in the palace are boring, just pass the time. ”

The butterfly burst out laughing, "Master, if you shout boring too, what about the other maidens of the palaces? ”

“According to the butterfly wind, my lord, you are the emperor's most concerned man in the palace. ”

“Dead girl!” Bitter in the heart, I don't want the two girls to worry, my face is just a laugh, "help your master get it as soon as possible, that's an order. ”

Butterfly frowned, “Ma'am, if you don't tell me, Butterfly really doesn't know if there's such a thing! Yong Slave asked the Ministry of the Interior for a look. ”

He nodded. “Don't let this go. The vulture palace is a cold palace. You need to keep your head down. Don't let anyone talk. ”

"The Emperor treats her well," said Butterfly. "The Cold House is more expensive than any other palace. ”

Cui Mai didn't ask, "Sister Butterfly, you said the Emperor liked our mother-in-law, why did you turn our vulture palace into a cold palace? ”

The butterfly wind glanced at the walrus, but it was quite meaningful. “It was not the first time my mother had gone to Jinxiu Palace before. The Emperor was angry, but I think it was also temporarily angry to touch the Emperor. If she was angry with me, how could she let her mother go to Chu Xiu Palace to sleep? Our master is stubborn. If your mother refuses to be soft, please say a few words to the Emperor. The Emperor is happy. Why don't we carp over at the Vulture Palace? ”

Cui Yao nodded.

The carp is funny, the carp is also turned over, is it soft... to him, she is really stubborn, think about it carefully, aside from he doesn't love her, he is also kind of tolerant of her.

However, the butterfly does not know that what happened in the Golden Palace can be remedied if the clothes are soft?

She was trying to figure out God. Cui suddenly handed her several sheets of paper, and the ink pen waited neatly and put them on the table.

Xuanxiao, Cui Mai has repeatedly urged, “Mother, hurry. Sister Butterfly, listen to the other maids say that all the Mistress' gifts are ready, why don't you hurry up? Hurry up and prepare the gift, otherwise the vulture palace can only be the cold one. ”

When she heard Cui's words, the butterfly laughed and bent over. She glanced at the table and sighed: “Madam, can you count as a gift? ”

The walrus raised the note on the table and laughed. That's what I did last night. How can I think like that right now?

Each sheet of paper was shrunk and some words were written on it, and I was going to write more and give it to him at the cost of binding.

The eyes fell gently on the paper.

Five punches in the back.

- Five fights without talking back.

- Five days of making tea.

She made gift certificates.

The butterfly had already asked, and the palaces were prepared with gifts. These she had made may or may not be foolish in the light of the butterfly... However, she really did not know what to give him, the world is all his, what else is he missing? It's kind of her little caution, she doesn't want to talk to the old man about the gift thing, and all she has is some silver tickets he gave her.

Without preciousness, all she could give him was her heart.

After what happened today, she really doesn't want to touch these things anymore. The two maids stared at her with golden eyes. The butterfly said nothing about her gift, but she was in a better mood to talk than nothing, and rushed to save Xiao Cui's energy.

The light shook, the three servants laughed and made a scene, and tore things out.

The butterfly looked at the little book on the table and smiled, “Master, it looks pretty good now. ”

Cui Mai is also a party of eyebrows laughing.

Rubbing his eyes, he snorted coldly: “Of course it's good. You guys are in charge of the quarrel next to each other. Of course it's good for me to do it alone. ”

Butterfly and Cui Mai threw up their tongues, and Xuan froze out the window. She was surprised, “What time is it? ”

Butterfly thought about it and said: "Ma'am, about three touches better. ”

His heart was tight and his face was not moving. “Go to sleep," he said. ”

Butterfly and Cui answered, quickly cleaned up the table, and retreated.

Xuan stood in front of the soft bed, opened the window a little, looked at the cabin outside the courtyard where the butterfly wind and others lived, watched the lights go out, turned back gently to blow out the candle fire in the room, stood by the window for a while, stayed around for a while, no more noise came, quietly opened the door, walked out.

Bixia Palace.

She's finally here. When the butterfly said it was in the middle of the third, she had an idea and had no hesitation.

Yuzhi had brought her to the place before, but the two had only stayed outside, and the grass was so long that they could see only one corner of the palace. Now he walks in and only feels frightened.

The dark-painted doors of the main house are facing each other, starlit and full of yards. Tree grass flower diagonal, bamboo pole with some clothes hanging on it, in the night color, can't see clearly, but can tell the color is no longer bright.

There are women who lived here before the Emperor, and in the future may live with women who never leave. Thinking about it, my heart trembles slightly.

The ground was broken with straw and clutter. She walked cautiously, afraid of an inadvertent one, and fell into the dead well that Cui said. Suddenly there was something slightly different about the straw rake, and it was estimated that the well was there.

Cui Mai said that the day she left, she covered the wellhead with some dead straw. She tried to cover it carefully, but when she heard someone coming out of the main house, she rushed away.

The little girl was rather careful. There's a place where the cuckoo feels strange, even if it's an abandoned well, where the women of the Cold House live, where the corpses of the women in the well don't feel anything?

Thus, when the body is hidden at the bottom of the well, it should be covered with straw. It is known that it is a dead well, and if it is not accidental, no one will deliberately lift the grass to see it.

But a straw is not insurance at all, and the sinkers must have thought about it. According to Cui Mai, the well is not very deep, and Xuan estimated that although the well is not deep, the bottom of the well must be extremely wide. Even if the straw is removed, it may not be possible to see where the body is lying due to light sight limitations.

Cui Girl was curious that day but afraid, only dared to take a quick glance... Although the shade at the bottom of the well and the corpse corruption took longer, Cui Girl could still identify several features of the corpse in a short glance with extreme fear, saying that it was a beautiful young woman's corpse, and the clothes were even gorgeous.

That also shows that the woman in the well is a new corpse.

Thoughts seemed clearer and clearer, but the chestnut on his head grew heavier and heavier, his arms hugged him, and suddenly a sound of crying and not crying came from the dark door of the main house.

She was shocked and almost didn't scream. Cui Mai's voice was probably the one she heard the other day. Not a ghost, but worse than a ghost.